23 Oct 2014

MY FIRST EXPERIENCE WITH WINE

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The parents of my best friend when I was about 8 years old, had given a party. For this occasion they had prepared a big bowl of what is known in Germany as "Bowle". The drink contains fruit pieces and white wine and was very much in fashion in the 50th and 60th.

The next morning just after breakfast, I went over to my friend, her parents were still sleeping and she was busy to clean up the kitchen. I found this wonderful, at home my mother never let me in the kitchen and certainly not doing the dishes ! She was far too afraid that I would break something. My friend as she had to do this all the time, found it less funny and was pleased that I did it ! While doing the washing up, I discovered a big glass bowl, full of fruit pieces. I wondered why they hadn't eaten all the fruits and in order to wash up the bowl, we took a spoon and ate them all. We became more and more cheerful and also very loud and suddenly I couldn't remember anything anymore.

My friend's father woke up from this noise and had opened the kitchen door. What he found were two little girls laying on the floor completely passed out ! The mother screamed the father checked, we were both still very much alive but completely drunken ! The fruits had soaked up all the white wine in which they had laid the whole night and of course were full of alcohol.

He first put his daughter in her bed and then took me in his arms, still unconscious and carried me over to my parents flat. Of course in these after war buildings people lived very close together, so the whole neighbourhood was watching this event.

My mother got hysterical seeing her daughter hanging in Mr. R's arms and screamed, which made all other neighbours in the house open their doors and look what happened. My father took me over and put me to bed, where I stayed until I woke up and wondered why I was in my room and not dancing and laughing with my friend in their kitchen !

I honestly don't remember if I had a hangover or not, but from this day on I didn't like fruits in a liquid anymore !

Chuckle that is funny now but I can understand your parents being worried seeing you unconscious .I also got drunk drinking what i thought was a fruit punch on Lake Constance during the Swiss national day celebrations. It wasn't until I started feeling tired and tried to walk back to our camp site that I realised I was drunk. Then I was told the punch had kirsch in it.

Oh, what a laugh! You probably had a great wine hangover. I just rolled when I read about the neighbors watching your friend's father carry you to your parents' home and then your mom screaming at the sight. Oh you have brightened my Thursday! Jo

I had to laugh. When I was about 7 years old my father was sitting at the table playing a game with my sister. He was "babysitting" because my mother was out at a meeting. He had a beer and between sips placed the beer on the floor next to his chair. I crawled under the table and drank his beer. All of a sudden he realized his beer was lighter and looked down. I looked up and said, "Daddy, I don't feel too good." He quick put me to bed before my mother got home and found out. So, I was a childhood drunk too! :)

I had the same experience with gin. lolTo this day I can't smell gin. lolbut I like brandied cherries .My aunt used to make them.She always had a jar in the kitchenmarinating away.You eat one with cake and ice cream.

Oh that is so so funny! I'm glad it is only fruits in liquid (and not the liquid by itself) that you still don't like, because that would be too sad if you couldn't enjoy a glass of wine and your lovely outdoor cafes.

Probably you didn't have a hangover because you slept it off -- since you were just a little girl, nobody told you that you had to get up and face the world even if you had too much to drink the night before.

This story manages to be both scary and funny. Alcohol poisoning is no joke, and yet, there's something so amusing about the idea of you guys snarfing up all that fruit, little knowing what was in store.

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About Me

I love painting, writing, travelling and photography. My favorit models are my four cats which I observe with fun and humor. I am German, married to an Italian and we live in Waterloo (15 km from Brussels) / Belgium since many years. Waterloo is a famous place to many tourists, because Napoleon lost his battle here against Wellington and other European countries.